18
You get into a taxi and tell the taxi driver to gun it.
“Take us to the airport!” you yell at the driver.
He accelerates down the busy city street as you look out of the rear window. You can see that a black car has left its parking space and is following you closely.
“Can you shake the car behind us?” you ask.
“I don’t know! I can try, I’ve always wanted a passenger to say that!”
He accelerates fast and you and the other passenger as pushed back into your seats. The driver makes a screaming turn at the turnoff towards the airport and you hear the screeching brakes of the car in pursuit.
“If we can cross the next intersection before the light changes, they’ll never get us!” the driver shouts over the noise of the engine.
You glance at the speedometer, it’s quivering at seventy miles per hour. You can see why the driver says that you will lose them, the road you are on crosses a large six-lane road full of trucks and cars. You glance at the traffic lights at the next intersection. The lights are changing and the intersection is still a hundred yards away.
Now the light is yellow and the few cards ahead of you are braking to stop. The black car behind you is gaining. Cars and trucks on the crossroad are starting to move.
You don’t know if the driver can make the crossing, but that may be your only chance.
If you:
Tell the driver to gun it, go to chapter 20
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